“……and we surrounded the enemy with HUSH!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and we surrounded the enemy with HUSH!”

 

 

 

 

As Mistress Mouse, Littley Lamb, Old Crookeye, and Old Dog picked peas,

Flop-Eared Boy and Donkey flapped and flipped sighs of woe

From way out in front near raging cursin’ from enemies in th’ lees

All worrisome to healers in th’ rear feelin’ fear for Spottedy-toe.

 

 

Now Spottedy be stronger, yet quakin’ as he shadowed Croaker,

Who now belched: “Old Crowsy, ye needs take your eyes higher!

“Higher, from that Crowser Lady, higher to see which way we stroker

Away, away, away from mean ol’ beasties drivin’ pea-pickers in mire!”

 

 

“Be ye still, be ye in peace,” came a whisper from down low,so low.

“Be ye filling ye-selves up to blow a mighty HUSH,” came from the dust.

“Be ye holdin’ ye-selves encircled by the Light from that scattering blow

Of glinting rocks a tumblin’ from th’ mighty kick a’ Spottedy-crust.

 

 

“Oh, yes, sweet friends,”did now whisper Cuddles over the fields.

“Oh, yes, dear ones-with-The-One, fill up now to blow Eternal Hush

“O’er these fields and rocks and rills down to the sea of enemy yields.

“For we are healed by The Light and we are Freed by The Light.”

 

 

“Oh, meezie, oh myzie,”burped Old Croaker back up to Ugly Bird with Crow.

“We uns needs not see which way dose beasties do come up at us!”

“We uns only needs to see little more Light, little more Bright to show

How we filled with Love from The One to Blow a Major Hush on that beastie bus!”

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“……you mean we get to REST?”

 

“……you mean we get to REST?”

There on the journey, on the trail came darker shades of dark,

Evening clouds piling up to peaks of the forgotten

Two shaking bodies of light up high reflecting star of  center mark

Marking friends to renew a dance darkly from time begotten.

 

 

“Now we’es carries smilin’ lil ‘ol hurt girl into dark!

“How we’es seez for stepping roun’ all hurts an’ brushkies?

“Now we’es bumpin’ an’ stumpin’ all jostlin’ so stark!

“How we’es find some trail to light where sings the lark?”

 

 

“Settle ye, peddle ye slow and more slow and seek ye rest,”

Called down Old Crow and whistled Old Ugly and Young Bluesey.

“Know ye not, The One made night for rest, for sighing so blessed?

“Know ye not, ye must be still, be very still for folding within arms so truesey!”

 

 

“……and what is that you say, Brother Greg, about these critters?”

 

“……and what is that you say, Brother Greg, about these critters?”

Dear Friends, this morning I received such a wonderful email from one of our fellow blogging friends, that I wanted to share it on this post!

Tomorrow, I will be replying from the other side of our critters’ pathway back to Brother Greg (known to many of you as writinggomer!)

Here is  the e-mail:

Hi Rose,

You can do whatever your heart desires with this. This popped into my head last night in the shower!

Just a silly little diddy…

 

If ever there was a critter, named Jitters

For you see, there really was a critter named Jitters.

Jitters enjoys a good romp and a stomp

Never able to be still, always hustling, busseling, moving along

Jitters climbed and crawled, in and out, over and through

Have you met a critter named Jitters?

He’s quite real you know

Jitters lives with the critters

Critters that live at granbee’s house

Over the river and through the woods

It’s off to granbee’s house we go

Romp and stomp through the woods

Walk and talk down the trail

The trail of the One, the One I say

The critters know the way, Jitters in tow

Off on an adventure, an adventure today

The One, we must praise Him

The One we must follow Him

The critters and Jitters, off on a run

A run in the sun, to see the Son

Do you know Jitters, who follows along side the critters?

Do you know the One

The One they seek

The critters know the way

The most excellent way

Come along on the way, the journey begins for you today

With Jitters and critters, and all manner of folk

To see the One, the only One

 

 

Remember, dear friends:  tomorrow a post from the view from the other side of the trail!  Restock your backpacks!

“……and you say THE ONE will stand up for us?”

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Lenten Journey – Day 44
Biblical Scripture: John 13:21-32

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5-Apr-12: John 18:1—19:42

After Jesus had spoken these words, he went out with his disciples across the Kidron valley to a place where there was a garden, which he and his disciples entered. 2 Now Judas, who betrayed him, also knew the place, because Jesus often met there with his disciples. 3 So Judas brought a detachment of soldiers together with police from the chief priests and the Pharisees, and they came there with lanterns and torches and weapons. 4 Then Jesus, knowing all that was to happen to him, came forward and asked them, “Whom are you looking for?” 5 They answered, “Jesus of Nazareth.” Jesus replied, “I am he.” Judas, who betrayed him, was standing with them. 6 When Jesus said to them, “I am he,” they stepped back and fell to the ground. 7 Again he asked them, “Whom are you looking for?” And they said, “Jesus of Nazareth.” 8 Jesus answered, “I told you that I am he. So if you are looking for me, let these men go.” 9 This was to fulfill the word that he had spoken, “I did not lose a single one of those whom you gave me.” 10 Then Simon Peter, who had a sword, drew it, struck the high priest’s slave, and cut off his right ear. The slave’s name was Malchus. 11 Jesus said to Peter, “Put your sword back into its sheath. Am I not to drink the cup that the Father has given me?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and you say THE ONE will stand up for us?”

 

 

 

 

 

 

All friends, all critters, all unfolk, all ears, all Crookeye, all nose

Did pull and stretch and reach and screech in the upward way.

All questers did gather just one breath to catch, a ‘fore they goes

More steeply, more peeply, scarce knowin’ whether to sway.

 

 

“Oh, did ye hear that shout, that bout of blunder o’er yonder?”

All huddled in worry o’ rough bodies burstin’ through rock.

“Oh, now ye must march on, ye friends, ye must not ponder

“To stop or wander, for The One just now forded ye a block.”

“……and The One stopped on His Death-Road to HEAL someone?”

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Lenten Journey – Day 39
Biblical Scripture: Mark 10:32-34, 46-52
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31-Mar-12: Mark 10:32-34, 46-52

 

32 They were on the road, going up to Jerusalem, and Jesus was walking ahead of them; they were amazed, and those who followed were afraid. He took the twelve aside again and began to tell them what was to happen to him, 33 saying, “See, we are going up to Jerusalem, and the Son of Man will be handed over to the chief priests and the scribes, and they will condemn him to death; then they will hand him over to the Gentiles; 34 they will mock him, and spit upon him, and flog him, and kill him; and after three days he will rise again.”

46 They came to Jericho. As he and his disciples and a large crowd were leaving Jericho, Bartimaeus son of Timaeus, a blind beggar, was sitting by the roadside. 47 When heheard that it was Jesus of Nazareth, he began to shout out and say, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me!” 48 Many sternly ordered him to be quiet, but he cried out even more loudly, “Son of David, have mercy on me!” 49 Jesus stood still and said, “Call him here.” And they called the blind man, saying to him, “Take heart; get up, he is calling you.” 50 So throwing off his cloak, he sprang up and came to Jesus. 51 Then Jesus said to him, “What do you want me to do for you?” The blind man said to him, “My teacher, let me see again.” 52 Jesus said to him, “Go; your faith has made you well.” Immediately he regained his sight and followed him on the way.

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and The One stopped on His Death-Road to HEAL someone?”

 

 

 

 

So the friends hummed and bummed along in such altogether joy.

So the friends summed up all the love and light gathered along the way.

So the critters and unfolk and newly-joined ragged one all fee like the boy

Who flapped his ears and hugged his donkey and tugged no more to stray.

 

 

“Oh, ye ragged one, ye taggedy-splaggedy one, how ye be strong so long?”

Did one friend, then t’other seek to know of new friend so ragged, so happy.

“Oh,”cried down Crow and Bird and Fly,”did ye miss The One, all strong,

“Stopping in His Death Road to heal and love these rags back to clappy?”

“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”

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Lenten Journey – Day 32
Biblical Scripture: John 12:1-11 Open Invitation to Join Terri from

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24-Mar-12: John 12:1-11

 

Six days before the Passover Jesus came to Bethany, the home of Lazarus, whom he had raised from the dead. 2 There they gave a dinner for him. Martha served, and Lazarus was one of those at the table with him. 3 Mary took a pound of costly perfume made of pure nard, anointed Jesus’ feet, and wiped them with her hair. The house was filled with the fragrance of the perfume. 4 But Judas Iscariot, one of his disciples (the one who was about to betray him), said, 5 “Why was this perfume not sold for three hundred denarii and the money given to the poor?” 6 (He said this not because he cared about the poor, but because he was a thief; he kept the common purse and used to steal what was put into it.) 7 Jesus said, “Leave her alone. She bought it so that she might keep it for the day of my burial. 8 You always have the poor with you, but you do not always have me.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

“……and you say HIS FEET needed the balm more than ours?”

 

 

 

So did friends all holding hands and sticks and ears and noses

Lean and huff and carry on with guff up this higher hill, this brighter hill.

So did friends all critterly and snorterly topple and bend to toeses

Keen in pain of scratches and scrapes and wounds to water the thrill.

 

 

“Oh, Crow, find that oil, that balm, you say Old BeadyEye did spy!”

“Oh, Bluesay Fly!  Buzz over a drop of that healing so rare!”

“Nay, friends and critters and flopping topsies! Oil not for you nor I!”

“Wait, friends, for streams down below!  Oil for feet of THE ONE so bare!”

“…….and you say we carry THE ONE inside of us?”

 

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Lenten Journey – Day 20
Biblical Scripture: 1 Corinthians 3:10-23
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12-Mar-12: 1 Corinthians 3:10-23

10 According to the grace of God given to me, like a skilled master builder I laid a foundation, and someone else is building on it. Each builder must choose with care how to build on it.

11 For no one can lay any foundation other than the one that has been laid; that foundation is Jesus Christ.

12 Now if anyone builds on the foundation with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw—

13 the work of each builder will become visible, for the Day will disclose it, because it will be revealed with fire, and the fire will test what sort of work each has done.

14 If what has been built on the foundation survives, the builder will receive a reward.

15 If the work is burned up, the builder will suffer loss; the builder will be saved, but only as through fire.

16 Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you?

17 If anyone destroys God’s temple, God will destroy that person. For God’s temple is holy, and you are that temple.

 

 

 

“…….and you say we carry THE ONE inside of us?”

 

 

“Lessie me rest, lessie me heal,” bleated Spottedy Goat, seeking to be still.

“Sure, an ye should rest oh so fine, with all healing and tending ye have.”

So cawed Old Crow and chirped Ugly Bird and flapped Floppy-Eared in thrill.

So friends huddled as one in tending old Spottedy, snuggled with salve.

 

Once  more cawed Old Crow,” Ye give thanks for this mending place, ye do.”

“What mean ye, what caw ye, Old Crow?” all turned up to seek.

“Why Spottedy be healed just here, just now? How we give thanks so true?

“Why, know ye not, yon Spottedy body means temple to be for Him so meek.”